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kiwikipedia · 2 years ago

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Strike the Match

As the dust settles from the War, there is now time to do what Jedi could not do during the fighting. An exhibition match has been scheduled, only it's not for learning purposes, but rather a slight test to see who is the strongest in the Order now. A match between masters, the one who bested Yoda, and the one who has trained up much the Order itself.

Fandom: Star Wars

Rating: Gen/T (Violence, Language)

AO3

personally, I think we needed more insane fights. Also no i dont have any idea what im doing, im just vibing. Also to anyone who wanted me to have someone just throw a lightsaber ( @d3epfriedangels ), here’s the fic

Despite the rather large amount of Jedi around her, there was little noise within the Training Hall— As if everyone was holding their breath, waiting, and watching. It was understandable, though, it was a rare occurrence for something like this to happen, after all, so much so that nearly every Jedi in the Temple was packed into the seats or standing against the wall. A number of Clones were among the Jedi as well, and those that weren’t were surely watching via camera droids from where they were around the Temple, or even off Planet.

The Training Hall they all were in was one that was specially geared towards the more powerful and intense Masters, formatted and specifically built in a similar style that an arena would be. While the floors were the same resin-covered wood that the other halls had under the mats, but that was where the similarities to the other Training Halls ended. Instead of bleachers for observers, there were stands, raised up above the arena for safety with. Metal plating surrounded the walls, and the ceiling was a special type of transparisteel skylight— that had been opened for this fight especially.

With the use of technology, there were more terrains that could be created in this Hall than in the others, but for now, that didn’t matter. Both duelists had chosen to leave the arena as it was, save for the skylight.

Standing tall with her hands clasped behind her back among the Jedi was Shaak Ti, the named referee for the match that was to begin. On opposite ends with their backs to each other, kneeling and ready with their lightsabers across their laps, were two of the famed Masters of the Temple.

The Battlemaster himself, Cin Drallig, with his hair tied back and fully out of his face instead of the loose pull he normally had it in, was on one end. Gone were his usual robes, instead he was in a looser variant of the Temple Guard’s usual regalia.

Similarly to the other Master, Plo Koon had forgone his usual robes. Instead, he donned traditional Baran Do combat attire as he knelt on the opposite end of the field.

Shaak Ti’s head lifted a bit, catching Mace Windu’s eye. Despite the man’s rather stoic exterior, she could tell that he was rather excited about the duel. The Togruta Master would be lying to herself if she didn’t share his sentiment, though.

There had been no time to duel other Masters during the War, and those who had found the time had never gone full power when facing one another down— injuries that would take more than a day to heal from would be problems in the long run, after all. But now the war was over, now there was time. And many had taken advantage of it when they weren't aiding in the clean-up from the War.

However, this was different. This wasn’t just two Masters facing off in the Temple, showing off their skills for others.

No.

Shaak Ti knew better than to think of her fellow Councilor and the Battlemaster as just ‘other Masters’.

There was no secret among the Ranks of the Masters who it was that held the top positions as the Strongest Jedi. Not even all of the Councilors made the cut.

As much as Obi-Wan did like to show off his skill, he didn’t come close, and Coleman Kcaj had chuckled once that if anyone considered him to be as strong as the others, he’d eat his loom. The Ongree wasn’t on the Council for his battle prowess— none of them were— but for his insight and care for others. And, while a very skilled duelist to the point of giving some of the best a run for their credits, Saesee Tiin stated that he always preferred starship dogfights rather than locking sabers with others. Adi Gallia had been the same before her passing.

Still, that meant that those who were renown as the best of the best were even more alight with excitement.

Mace Windu would gracefully bow out from the ranks at number five— four, now that Yoda had… retired from the Order. Agen had just beaten his lineage relative out from the third rank among the Masters, and no one really wanted to count the Temple Guard’s individual Masters or even their Knights in the rankings. And they didn’t want to be counted either, they had their own system, though one or two had joked by way of hand sign that they would hate to damage egos by being thrown into the mix.

Shaak Ti was certain she wasn't supposed to know that the three Guards switching shifts from the Archives were talking about that, but the fact remained that they at least found amusement in the not-so-official ranking system among the Masters and Duelists within the Order.

And there were definitely Masters who went unranked who weren't among the Guard, falling into unknown spots among them, but even so, there was little doubt about who claimed the positions of the top two Jedi among the Masters.

Plo Koon had since been seen as one of the best the moment he had triumped over Yoda years ago. The Duel had been a private affair, of course, but the results spoke for themselves. The Elder and Older Masters from that time would remember, and the late Master Tyvokka had been extremely pleased with the news. Councilors had since passed the word down between one another when they left, Yaddle had told Shaak Ti herself before she left the Council and chosen her as her successor— yes, there was no doubt that had push come to shove, Plo Koon would be able to pull it off again. Because while Yoda grew old, the Kel Dor in question remained as spry as ever, and was a couple hundred years younger to boot.

Cin Drallig, on the other hand, was another matter entirely.

At face value, it was expected of the man to be placed as one of the highest-ranking Masters among the Order— he already made the cut upon becoming the Battlemaster at a rather young age. But on top of it all, he was one of Yoda’s protégé students, as much as the man would loathe to discuss it.

Yoda’s past students were a rather touchy subject. There were many things that had since come to light after the War, but that was neither here nor there.

The Battlemaster was powerful, controlled, and absolutely ruthless. There was a good reason for his nickname among the Masters as The Dragon, and there was a good reason why the Temple Guard was the way that it was. A powerful force of nature, and the Iron Wall of defense around the Temple.

Yes, Shaak Ti mused as she waited for the final seconds to tick down to zero. There was no doubt that this duel would be something to remember.

She took a breath as the last of the Jedi slipped into the Hall.

“A duel between Masters has been issued,” she announced, the little noise that had been among those within the Hall silencing. “And in agreement with both parties, the Duel has become an Exhibition Match.”

She extended one hand out towards Plo Koon. “The Challenger, High Councilor and Master Plo Koon, approached the Challenged,” She extended her other hand to Cin. “Battlemaster and Head of Security, Master Cin Drallig, to the Duel. The agreed terms have been set: the Duel will run until the time limit of half an hour has been met, until one Master yields to the other, or until I, as the overseer, determine that one or both are unfit for further combat. As per standard, each Master’s lightsaber has been set to a non-lethal output, however, as per both Masters’ agreement, there are to be no restrictions on ability.”

She paused for a moment, gazing at the two before she spoke again. “Are these terms still seen as agreeable between the Challenger and Challenged?”

“They are, Master Ti,” Plo Koon responded, followed by a nod from Cin.

“There is no protest from me.”

Shaak Ti nodded at that before she clapped her hands together. “Very well! May the Force favor you, then, Masters, and let the match begin!”

Both Masters were known for their impressive speed, so it was no surprise to Shaak Ti when the both of them were up on their feet in split seconds, lightsabers igniting with sharp snaps and the low thrum that accompanied them. There was no hesitance, nor posturing as the two wasted no time meeting in the center— blue and green clashing before drawing back, sparks flying in a deadly dance.

The Force was a storm around the two as they clashed, but she knew better than to expect them to stick with only saber-combat throughout the duel.

There was a chance for things to get brutal.

And that was the exciting thing, now wasn’t it?

It would be unlike any other duel Shaak Ti had seen before, but she forced herself not to get caught up in the awe. She had been asked to oversee the match for a reason, after all.

She fought to keep her own grin off her face as she saw Plo’s arm snap out. The Force rippled before Cin was thrown back, or appeared to be. Cin had a good reaction time, something that was clear if one had looked close enough.

The moment he saw Plo's arm move, he had leaped back. While some damage was sustained, the impact from the throw had been lessened, and as soon as his feet hit solid ground, he was off again. But this time, he was faster.

The Battlemaster had a particular skill when it came to the Force that Shaak Ti would freely admit she had been somewhat jealous of as a child.

Force Speed was something that many Jedi mastered, for sure, but Cin had set a bar higher than anyone else.

So, with a soft buzz in the Force, Cin vanished from sight before reappearing behind Plo and sending the Kel Dor sprawling with a rather powerful roundhouse kick. Cin vanished again as Plo whipped his arm out, sending a ripple of the Force towards him, but the Battlemaster reappeared above the Councilor, slashing downwards as he dodged.

Plo blocked, throwing Cin back off of him, and again the Battlemaster manipulated the Force within his own body, vanishing with that soft buzz of the Force again.

Using the Force to increase one's speed was a common ability among many Jedi, but not in the same way that the Battlemaster Could.

Masters like Mace Windu could move as fast as a blink of the eye but it took time to work up to that point in a fight, and in general, the ability was considered to be a core skill among the Jedi— but there was a reason why Cin Drallig waited to teach it last.

It was difficult, and to do it on the scale that he could so flawlessly? Shaak Ti was certain there would be more than a few Jedi who would throw themselves back into studying anatomy and the body after the match.

To use Force Speed on the scale that Cin often did required control over the Force. So much so that he could manipulate it in order to speed up the blood flow, hemoglobin, metabolism, and muscle movement all at the same time so his body wouldn’t damage itself majorly.

And it was difficult to do. Much like with healing, any loss of concentration or wrong calculation could absolutely shred the body.

There were few who could cross the length of an arena in a short period of time like he could, and those who could often needed time to work up to that point, time to accelerate from a full stop to such a speed, while Drallig could simply 'tell' his body to speed up to such an extent in a split second.

But then again, there were also few who had the same reflexes of the opposing Master he was facing.

In seconds, the Ancient Kel Dor Master had dropped his lightsaber and brought his hands forwards in a clap. The Force, much like before, moved as directed but instead of a simple wave of the force, Plo Koon threw a shockwave out around him.

Much like Force Speed, one could consider this a basic Force Skill, but there was merit to utilizing it. The power that Plo Koon could put behind the said attack was enough to render multiple enemies useless, and it created a wide enough opening and a moment of respite.

In this case, though, it threw Cin Drallig back far enough for Plo to turn the tide.

Cin was fast, but so was Plo.

Blue and green clashed again as Cin drew his saber up the split second before Plo reached him.

In terms of the current position, the Battlemaster was at a disadvantage, with his back against the ground and Plo Koon’s weight class quite literally against him.

Shaak Ti knew that Cin was light. In general and on his feet. He never ate much, and while he was strong in his own right, there was still a disadvantage to be held over him in this case.

Plo Koon was not overly bulky. In truth, she was pretty sure Vokara Che would put the two in the same physical build class and category. But Kel Dor had both denser muscles and bones, and there was nearly a foot difference in height between them.

As Plo Koon bared down on Drallig, she idly wondered how many other Jedi were thinking along the lines of disappointment. By all means, Plo Koon had the higher ground, a well-known key component to many victories in battle. Drallig was quite literally pinned down, it could be seen as a losing battle, one where the victory was already secured.

They would be pleasantly surprised that the battle would not end so quickly.

There were four things that happened in the next instance, showing the true skill that Cin Drallig had as the Battlemaster— or perhaps, not quite the ‘true skill’ but rather a demonstration of strategy and willingness to go to all the stops in order to escape a situation.

The first thing that happened was subtle, and if she hadn’t been watching for it, Shaak Ti was certain that she would’ve missed it. Drallig shifted, no longer pressing up against Plo Koon’s saber all the way to defend himself, and angled himself for an easy escape while also adjusting his footing in such a way that he would have enough power to do so.

The second was more obvious. He deactivated his lightsaber.

Following suit, and as to be expected, Plo Koon was unbalanced and in return, began to fall forwards.

Drallig used that, pushing off of the ground and rolling out of the way and to the side to escape his previous position of being cadged in.

Plo Koon recovered quickly, however, using the momentum from his fall to roll forwards and back onto his feet.

Drallig dusted his shoulder off with one hand, holding his saber out in front of him with the other as they circled each other again.

The thing about seasoned Masters, in Shaak Ti’s opinion, was that most of a duel was spent sizing the other up. There were calculations to be made, and strategies to formulate. It was thrilling when you were the one down there in the fight, but not so much when you were watching it.

Still, there was a tension within the hall, all eyes on the two masters as they did exactly that and sized each other up.

Their duel had started with a bang, a clash of sabers and skills. And perhaps that had been the initial posturing, the initial test of skill and speed. Now they were waiting, watching, and analyzing one another.

It was only a matter of time before one struck, she knew. Both Masters were well known for their patience, yes, but at the same time—

A shower of sparks and the clashing of lightsabers made her lips curl upwards in a smirk as the two moved at the same time.

Cin broke away first, leaping back before crouching down to avoid a strike to the head, the smell of burnt hair reaching Shaak Ti as the very tip of the man's ponytail suffered the fate of being severed. In the same instance, he drew his saber upwards, forcing Plo to bend back to dodge as well.

The Kel Dor backed up as the other struck again quickly, slashing downwards first, and then to the side before he brought his saber up to block a strike from Plo. The Kel Dor knocked it to the side, before he twisted, avoiding a thrust at his side.

The exchange of blows went on for a bit longer, moving at a lightning-fast reaction speed. Parries would be knocked aside, strikes met blow for blow, incredible feats of physicality shown off more than once as the flexibility and strength of each Master was tested as they dodged.

There were moments where even she had believed that the frenzied duel the two were locked in would end, only for Plo to bring his saber up in a fraction of a second or for Cin to drop to the ground out of the way. Their reaction times were unmatched at this moment in time, and with a quick glance through the others in the hall, she could tell similar thoughts and analyses of the two Masters was going on.

Commanders Wolffe and Fox were both leaning against the rails of the seating area, eyes trained on the fight like the rest but there was a sense of awe that came with seeing two masters tear into one another for the first time. Padawans had the same look, and even some of the Knights as well.

Excitement and awe were etched into the expressions of the Masters who knew just how powerful their cohorts were, and Shaak Ti was certain that the Instructors branch of Jedi had pride mixed in.

The Temple Guard watching as well seemed to hold themselves with that same air of pride.

How could both groups not, after all?

Cin Drallig represented both groups, and it was not to say that there were not people rooting for Plo either.

The excitement, the anticipation, the pride, it was something that could be felt in the Force, vibrating under the skin of the observers.

Two masters fighting with such ferocity even in an exhibition match? It was exciting.

Again, the two broke apart, Cin leaping back and away from Plo.

The Battlemaster was panting a bit, shoulders tense as Plo kept his saber raised. The Kel Dor fared no differently, chest heaving just slightly as the only visible indication, but still, they circled one another again, eyes narrowed on Cin’s part.

There was a shift in the Battlemaster’s footing, a readjustment of his grip before he twisted. And again, the absolute control over the Force that Drallig had was shown as he drew his arm back.

Lightsabers ignited because of pressure against the ignition button, or a switch internally. There was no way to ‘keep’ it ignited otherwise. So, to throw a Lightsaber and for it to stay ignited was a feat. Most Knights and certainly almost all padawans could not do so, and even some Masters found it to be difficult.

Not for Cin.

Like a javelin, he launched his saber at Plo, the Force being directed and wrapping around the saber to keep the ignition on— and perhaps, had the Kel Dor’s saber been in any other position, he would have knocked it away.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he braced against the force of the saber launched at him, his own held in such a position that it blocked the blade… Only, it proved to be a mistake.

In the same instance that the blades connected, Cin used his Force speed to cross the arena in a fraction of a second.

The thrilled grin on Shaak Ti’s face threatened to widen when the Battlemaster reappeared, his leg drawn back.

It had taken him less than a second to cross the arena, and now it was clear what he was doing as he reappeared.

With a rather unorthodox strategy, Drallig threw more force behind the initial impact created when he threw his saber with a rather powerful kick to the hilt of the weapon.

And still, Plo Koon braced against the impact, even as he was forced back because of it. The Force around them both rippled, and she knew that Drallig had definitely strengthened his strike with it.

There was only one way out, one that was not in Plo’s favor. But he had no choice as he forced the connection to break by deflecting Cin’s saber and the energy that was behind it upwards.

The saber flew up, but Cin was there again, grabbing it and then seemingly using the Force itself as another platform to kick off of the air from above.

Plo dodged by way of a backflip, and she felt her skin prickle as he moved one hand off of his saber’s hilt. Above them, the sky darkened, the Force bending and seeming to spark with energy. The sharp sense of ozone filled the air and she saw Cin's eyes widen as Plo thrust his hand out.

Emerald bolts of lightning arced across the arena in seconds, the sky darkening further and thunder rumbling. Cin twisted again, dodging to the side and just barely making it out with just the tips of his hair singed— before the sky rumbled again.

This time, the Battlemaster had no room to dodge as a bolt from above crashed downwards from the sky and through the opened ceiling.

The impact from the bolt to the floor of the arena kicked up dust and debris, obscuring it for the most part, and even forcing those closer to bring their arms up to shield their eyes and face.

The bolt, Shaak Ti knew, would not kill Cin. It was painful, but Cin was quick and certainly had figured a way to avoid being killed from such an attack— or else Plo would not have used it. That said, had Plo brought the fight to an end with that alone?

She wasn’t sure as she focused on the arena.

Plo was standing outside of the created smoke-screen, saber still at the ready and tusks twitching as he watched as well.

One moment.

Two.

There was no movement and the silence stretched on, and a few hushed whispers started to spread from the observers in the stands as it did.

Just as Shaak Ti had taken the breath to call the fight, Plo moved.

She watched, somewhat stunned as he threw his saber to the side suddenly, the same moment Cin launched himself up from the smoke. The Battlemaster's heel met Plo’s arms as the Kel Dor blocked the drop-kick before he threw the Battlemaster back.

Cin looked much worse for wear, smoke from the sheer heat of the lightning still rising off of him, and his robes burnt, torn, and frayed. But he didn’t let up, landing on his toes before he took off again.

Hand-to-Hand combat was a rare specialty among the Jedi. While true that many could use it and had studied the various forms of martial arts, there were few who could stay they were true Masters of the art— to the point where they could throw their saber away and fight barehanded without worry.

Drallig had no such worries, as he leaped up, slamming his knee into Plo Koon’s face.

But Plo didn’t either, it seemed, as he grabbed the man’s ankle and braced against the hit. He twisted him, making a move to throw him off again, but Drallig seemed to be counting on it as he dropped his weight to the ground. He swung out with his leg next, using the fact that Plo was holding onto him to send the Kel Dor flying before he rolled back onto his feet. Plo did the same, falling into a fighting stance as soon as he was back up.

Cin bounced on his toes before he readjusted his own stance, legs apart, hands up in front of him before he turned one over.

Two flicks of his fingers, the universal sign for ‘come at me’, was made towards Plo and the Kel Dor shook his head out a bit. He reached up and checked his mask silently before he was off.

Much like the saber fight, the two met one another blow for blow, though hits were sustained in full power this time.

A fist to the face, a kick to the side of the head.

It was a flurry of movements, but Shaak Ti could tell both were wearing down. All it took was one wrong move, and then victory would be taken.

It was a bit unfortunate that the one who made the mistake had been Plo, however.

Cin dodged to the side as the Kel Dor threw his hand out in a jab to the face, before he grabbed his wrist. The quiet ‘oh fuck’ from a knight nearby was probably what Plo was thinking before the Kel Dor found himself flipped over Cin’s shoulder and slammed down hard into the arena’s floor.

There was a moment of silence before Cin let go and leaped back. He staggered as he landed, though, panting much more than before, and he winced as he placed one foot back behind the other. Blood was dripping slowly from his nose, and he reached up to wipe it away with his thumb.

Plo, on the other hand, lay there for a moment before he staggered to his feet as well, rolling his shoulder a bit before he slowly slid into a fighting stance again. But like Cin, he winced as he did so.

The two wouldn’t get a chance to clash again, however, as Shaak Ti’s chrono buzzed in her robe’s inner pocket.

She blinked, before she let out a silent huff of air, and raised a hand after a moment— drawing attention to herself.

The fight had been decided and ended in a draw.

It seemed as if the outcome and position of strongest was still at a tie.

In legends, Plo did apparently beat Yoda and this was kinda an excuse for me to just throw two of my favorites into a fight against one another. I'm personally of the belief that Cin also could've kicked Yoda's ass, he just never had time to do so lmao. Cin is, by way of legends, Yoda's student from what I understand, but that's now just canon in my brain so. There's that too.

For those who dont know I'm the person who saw the canon heights for Star Wars and went "that doesn't look right" and now headcanon some to be much taller or some smaller than before. Cin is 5'4" because I adore the small powerhouse sort of vibe from him. Plo's like 6'3", not a major difference, but enough. For fun, though, Dexter Jettster is 9'2" now because I think it's fun.

Anyways, I really like fight scenes, and I think that Star Wars dropped the ball on ridiculously anime-physics'd fights since Jedi literally don't follow most laws of physics about 60% of the time anyway. I drew some inspo from Mordred vs Bedivere with the saber kick though.

In terms of timeline, obviously, this is AU. It kinda fits into some of my AU Brainwork (the Kiwikipedia / Kiwiverse) but can be read as just AU War ended Differently, no one dies ™

Basically, post War, Yoda just 'retires' from the Order and is on an extended sabbatical to dagobah. It doesn't really matter how the war ended, but yeah. Palpatine's palpa-time was up. 0v0b

#Cin Drallig #Plo Koon #i just wanted an excuse to write cin punch someone #or reather kick i guess #Shaak Ti #Star Wars #There's a reason why Cin's the Battlemaster #also if you see any mistakes no you dudnt #Star Wars: The Clone Wars #TCW #didnt #dammit #Star Wars the Prequel Trilogy #star wars: the expanded universe #Penguinkiwi Writes #penguin writes: Star Wars

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Do I Wanna Know? | Chapter .01

Ship: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader Word Count: 1.1k+ Tagging: @hawkerz12 & @slowlywithfreedom Warnings: SMUT. Author’s Notes: If you’re under 18, stay away from this fic. This is not a suggestion. It is against the law for you to be reading this if you are under 18.

This was originally titled ‘Daydreaming’ but then it became a series, so I figured it needed a name change. Sorry for any confusion!

Kinktober Day Three: Daydreaming

Part One | Part Two | Part Three (coming soon!)

It was a well known fact, Jedi were not allowed to have attachments, especially relationships. The idea of caring for one person above others could put both parties at risk, and could compromise a Jedi’s ability to make the tough decisions this war needed.

It was also possibly the hardest rule to keep.

Who could help but care for those they fought beside? Who could ignore the feelings that came from being by someone’s side through battles and missions? Who could ignore that way your stomach tensed with fluttering when he looked your way?

You could never quite pinpoint when you had begun to feel that inescapable pull towards your fellow Jedi, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Perhaps it had grown over years spent together at the temple, perhaps it had come from the innumerous times you had saved one another’s lives on the rare, glorious times you were partnered together for missions, or perhaps, perhaps it had simply manifested the first time you had seen him, becoming a true Jedi knight while you were in your final months as a padawan under the tutorage of your master, Plo Koon.

You couldn’t help but feel it was probably the latter as you sat in the council chair, your council chair, with the fair haired man at your side. The meeting was long and tedious, and even the ever diligent Obi-Wan Kenobi couldn’t be tempted to pay the emperor’s holo-messages their due attention as the senate leader dragged on about the financial costs of fuel being used by the Jedi.

It had been some time ago that he first caught your distracted gaze, offering a smile that mixed empathy with cheek as he gave you the slightest glimpse behind those well built walls and showed his own boredom to you and you alone as the council continued to listen to Palpatine drag on and on. It soon became something of a game between you, each bored and desperate for a way to pass the time of what had started out as a meeting and quickly dissolved into something of a lecture instead.

Every time Palpatine would repeat himself, every time Windu would offer a thinly veiled judgement in return, every time Ki-Adi-Mundi seemed to startle himself awake, your eyes would meet, sharing a look before quickly going back to your calm states of apparent diligence, trying desperately not to laugh aloud.

But even that couldn’t keep your attention on the conversation for long; not when there were such distractions longing for your attention in your peripheral vision. Obi-Wan could be called a distraction even as he droned on about something as dull as mining exports, but lounged back in his council chair, one ankle dropped over the opposite thigh in such an open and inviting posture, it was hard to keep your sights, and thoughts, straight.

You could diminish the thoughts of how relaxed he looked as he sat back against his chair, head tilted back slightly, tempting you to visions of him in a similar position that was far from proper. You could even force your mind to ignore that breathy moan that escaped him as he hung his head back even further, doing nothing for the fantasies threatening to slip into your mind. But as he began to run his hand over his thigh, massaging the taut muscle through khaki cotton, your mind finally gave out.

You could see yourself there between those powerful thighs, your hand tracing patterns in the place of his own, edging ever forwards until you found your prize. You could practically feel the warmth of his body surrounding you as you lowered yourself to his hard cock, desperate to feel him in between your lips, to know his taste. Would he be salty and sweet? Would his taste have you desperate for more as you began to slowly bob your head up and down?

And then there was another thought filling your mind, curiosity unsated as you watched his hand move rhythmically against his thigh, hypnotising you into your fantasy.

How would he react?

Would he be submissive, giving into the feel of your mouth, warm and wet around his length as you brought him closer to the edge? Would he take charge, hands wrapping themselves in your hair as he took control of your movements, forcing himself down as far as you could take him, using your mouth for his pleasure with little concern for the tight grasp he had on you as he found what he was searching for.

How would he sound? Was he quiet and reserved, or loud and loquacious? How would it sound to hear him moaning, lost to the feel of your lips wrapped around his cock?

A strangled sound, something between a sigh and a moan escaped you, bringing you back to reality with a daunting clarity. This was not the time for such thoughts, especially when you were surrounded by some of the strongest force-wielders in the galaxy. A blush heated your cheeks as you glanced about, desperately hoping no one had heard the sound that had felt too loud to your own ears. But, as Shaak Ti caught your gaze, holding it for a moment with an amused smile, you knew you hadn’t been as subtle as you had hoped. Still, it seemed no one else had noticed, or at least, no one else seemed to care as the meeting continued on around you.

You were determined to keep your mind out of the gutter, at least until you could find your way back to your quarters. You couldn’t risk any of the other council members getting curious or accidentally letting your guard down for any to hear the thoughts that seemed to drown out any other.

You focused yourself, using meditation practices to calm yourself as you did your best to stay at least somewhat present to your surroundings, counting tiles and anything mundane that would keep your mind dulled and relaxed.

The meeting didn’t seem to draw on for much longer, or perhaps you truly had found some sense of calm and it had simply felt that way. But before you knew it, most of the council was finding their way towards the door, finally free from the chancellor’s ramblings.

You wanted a quick escape, following the majority of the council without so much as a glance towards the man who had plagued your daydreams, the same man who was sitting resolutely in his chair, watching you carefully as he shifted awkwardly.

But Shaak Ti was more mischievous than many liked to think. She stopped you just as you found yourself at the doorway, a knowing look on her serene features that shattered the calm you had built in an instant. But she didn’t look judgemental, if anything she looked amused and, was that sympathy in her gaze?

Leaning forwards carefully, the stunning Togruta's usual serenity seemed to give way as she offered you words which stunned you. And an address.

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mewgirl1995 · 2 years ago

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Summary: When Senator Palpatine of Naboo is nominated for High Chancellor of the Galactic Republic, he becomes targeted by an unknown assassin. The Jedi Council assigns Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his Padawan learner Obi-Wan Kenobi to protect the Senator. To Obi-Wan’s great frustration, their protection detail includes Palpatine’s adopted son Anakin Skywalker, who fosters an unusual hatred for the Jedi Order. Their tumultuous relationship will shape galactic history for years to come as the galaxy grows darker under the influence of a Sith hidden in plain sight.

A story told in three parts during Palpatine’s rise to power as Chancellor, the early Clone Wars, and the end of the Clone Wars.

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When they boarded the dropship, Obi-Wan sat next to Anakin rather than sit with the Jedi Masters. He glanced over at him but didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. Obi-Wan could feel his presence in the Force beaming bright and hopeful. With a quiet sigh, Obi-Wan reached out, lightly laying his hand on Anakin’s knee.

“I don’t know if you really are the Chosen One,” he said softly. “I don’t believe it matters. You’re one of the strongest Force users in the galaxy. It would be foolish not to ask for your help defeating Palpatine.”

“Good pep talk,” Anakin said with a slight smirk. However, his expression grew serious again. “We’re going to end this today, I promise.”

Obi-Wan wanted to believe him. He looked up and met Anakin’s gaze. His eyes shone bright blue, unlike when he first arrived on Kamino. That sickly golden had shaken Obi-Wan to the core. When they fought against Dooku together, Anakin’s eyes had returned to normal and stayed that way. Obi-Wan reached up, gently brushing a stray curl out of Anakin’s face.

“No matter what happens,” Obi-Wan said quietly as worry ran wild through him. He may not survive to see the end of the day. “Promise me you will defeat Sidious. No matter what must be sacrificed.”

Anakin looked like he was about to protest, but then he nodded. “I promise, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan leaned closer—nearly leaned in to kiss Anakin, but he stopped himself. Drawing back, Obi-Wan rested his forehead on Anakin’s shoulder instead. He let down his shields, let down his guard, and let the warmth of Anakin’s presence surround him. Despite everything, it still brought him comfort. Reaching up, Anakin rested his hand on the back of Obi-Wan’s neck, slowly smoothing his thumb across his skin.

They stayed like that until the dropship arrived, and even then, Obi-Wan refused to leave Anakin’s side. As they approached, Obi-Wan’s heart dropped at the sight of Kit Fisto’s body lying motionless before the entrance. Mace knelt beside him, gently closing his eyes.

“He’s still warm,” he said softly. “Sidious has not escaped us yet.”

All of the Jedi and Anakin lit their lightsabers at once. Two droids rolled out from around the corner when they entered the warehouse and began to fire on them. Mace blocked the shots as Shaak Ti raced around to disable them. At the same time, wheezing sounded from above them.

“Foolish Jedi,” General Grievous said as he descended the stairs. “You will die here.”

When Grievous lit his lightsabers, Mace and Shaak Ti rushed forward to meet him. Anakin started to go as well, but Mace turned back and waved him away. “Go, Skywalker! Stop Sidious before it’s too late.”

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wazafam · 4 years ago

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For over forty years, the Star Wars franchise has been at the heart of pop culture conversation and has brought many brilliant things to its fans' lives. Perhaps the most significant of these is the characters, and the most synonymous with Star Wars is, of course, the true main character of the Skywalker saga, Darth Vader, one of the greatest Jedi turned Sith, as well as characters, ever.

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Generally speaking, Star Wars has been a bit male-character-centric over the years. While there are some incredible female characters, some of the best in the franchise, in fact, there are not huge amounts of vastly powerful female Force users and heroes. Nevertheless, fans have been introduced to some with the potential to at least give Vader a good fight, alongside others who stand no real chance.

10 Couldn't - Luminara Unduli

Luminara Unduli is representative of every single female Jedi Master of the prequel era. As powerful as they were, as talented with a lightsaber, and as knowledgable in the Force they were, they did not match up to Vader.

Luminara's abilities were not showcased massively throughout her time, only really through a lightsaber battle with Asajj Ventress in which she was fairly unimpressive and a couple of other stints. She is the most famous of the female non-Jedi Council Jedi Masters, though, and Vader would handily deal with her like the Inquisitorius eventually did.

9 Could - Ahsoka Tano

By putting Ahsoka Tano here, it is not saying that she would beat Vader. That is no guarantee, and the odds are not in her favor given the fact she came close to dying at his hand. However, Ahsoka could match up to Vader and put up a good fight.

Unlike the likes of Luminara, who would just be overpowered to a great extent, Ahsoka, with her neutral Force standing, Jedi training, experience, and incredible skill, would put up a fight with Vader. If this fight were to take place a few years after their battle on Malachor, Ahsoka would only be more capable, and it would be another spectacular matchup.

8 Couldn't - Shaak Ti

What an anomaly of a character Shaak Ti is. She has died so many times that it is hard for fans to keep up with which one is the actual canon death. If she were to face off with Vader, it would simply lead to another death on her record.

Like Luminara was representative of all non-Jedi Council female Jedi Masters, Shaak Ti represents all those who were on the Council. The likes of Yaddle, Adi Galia, Depa Billaba, and Stass Allie would all fail against Vader just like Shaak Ti would, and that is not saying they are not powerful Jedi; it is simply a testament to Vader's strength.

7 Could - Rey

Saying Rey could take on Vader is something that will likely upset a lot of people, but the fact of the matter is if Rey can take on Palpatine, with however much help she may have had, it is ludicrous to think she would not be able to put up a fight with Vader.

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If Rey were to have any chance of winning, the circumstances would have to be heavily in her favor. If she is unable to harness the power of all the Jedi, then her lightsaber skills and raw Force power would need to be refined, and even then, it is likely she would fall short. However, there are not many prominent canon female lightsaber/Force users, and if any of them could put up a challenge to Vader, it is Rey.

6 Couldn't - Asajj Ventress

Asajj Ventress faced off against Anakin Skywalker multiple times during The Clone Wars, always putting up a great fight and outsmarting and outmaneuvering him in some of their battles.

But she never truly beat him, though, and nobody really believed she could. If she were to somehow come up against Vader, there would be no doubt in Vader coming out victorious once again. Ventress's cunningness, intelligence, and skill simply could not match up to Vader.

5 Could - Traya

A former Jedi who fell to the Dark Side and planned the destruction of the Force itself, Darth Traya ended up becoming one of the strongest Sith to ever live in the EU, no matter the gender, and she could definitely give Vader a run for his credits.

Her apprentices Nihlus and Sion had to team up to overthrow her and still did not kill her. Her powers of manipulation, her strength in the Force, and her vast array of abilities, as well as her solid talent with a lightsaber, would make her an odd yet great match for Vader.

4 Couldn't - The Inquisitorius

When the Empire was formed, so too was the Inquisitorius, a band of elite Force-sensitive individuals trained by Vader to hunt down Jedi in the Galaxy who survived Order 66. Audiences have met a few of the female Inquisitorius in canon, and none come close to Vader.

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All of the Inquisitorius feared Vader, with the Grand Inquisitor choosing death over Vader's wrath. While the Seventh and Second sisters were skilled with lightsabers and in the Force, they were nothing compared to Vader, and he could likely take them on at once and still come out alive.

3 Could - The Daughter

Introduced in the fabulous Mortis arc of The Clone Wars, the Sister is one of three Mortis Gods, being the one of the three that represents the light. While she would not wield a saber, she is undoubtedly one of the canon's strongest Force users.

Her power would likely be too much for Vader to handle if she decided to part ways with her morals and go full-out assault on the Dark Lord of the Sith. It would most definitely be an odd battle. There is a chance Vader's connection to Anakin being the Chosen One could give him an advantage, making this a fascinating fight.

2 Couldn't - Leia

Much to the joy and surprise of many fans, The Rise Of Skywalker revealed that Vader/Anakin's daughter, Leia Organa, trained with Luke Skywalker in the ways of the Force, and she became a talented student with a well-established connection to the Force.

However, as naturally talented as Leia may have been, perhaps even more so than Luke was in A New Hope, she stands no chance against her father. Leia gave up that side of her life, and even if she hadn't, she was always more interested in politics, leadership, and even family, than becoming a powerful Force user.

1 Could - Abeloth

Jumping back to the well of the EU, Abeloth is the first entry on this list who you would put your money on to best Vader in a fight, as no matter his strength and ability with a lightsaber and in the Force, Abeloth is a different beast.

The Gods of Mortis were mentioned earlier, and while non-existent in canon, in the EU, Abeloth was the Mother, with her drinking from the Font of Power and bathing in the Pool of Knowledge corrupting her into becoming Abeloth. She had no issues manipulating and outpowering groups of Force users either with her telekinesis or other Force powers, and her abilities are simply insane. She transcends Jedi and Sith and would likely deal with Vader as simply as he could possibly be dealt with.

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